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I love getting snail mail so I was pleasantly surprised to get home from work today and see a handwritten letter addressed to me. After a quick glimpse at the return address with no recognition, I wondered what baby shower, bridal shower, or engagement party invitation lay awaiting inside. Turns out it was a little more important…

In the spirit of trying to post more, I felt particularly drawn to respond to today’s daily prompt: Elixir. An elixir is a magical potion, and the more people I can share my own magical potion with the better! A few years ago when I had strep throat, I wasn’t able to take any “western medicine” because of my history…

Last week I entered a new decade. Turning thirty wasn’t as traumatic as I had always imagined it would be. In fact, it felt like a natural transition– I was ready to look back on my twenties with gratitude and gracefully step away from them. My twenties were fun, really fun! They were full of self-discovery, scuba…

My sleepwalking stories these days have been few and far between. I still sleeptalk several times per week, but I don’t seem to be getting up and doing bizarre things as much. Last week, I did exclaim in my sleep, “I’m INFP, I’m INFP, I’m INFP, I’m INFP”, which I directly attribute to going on…

Isaac: (Gives me a long hug, sniffs my jacket) Um, where were you earlier today? Me: What? Isaac: Where did you go earlier today? You smell like a mix between a bowling alley and a Chinese restaurant Me: Oh, that’s my breath you’re smelling. I just ate a meat stick Isaac: No, you smelled like a Chinese…

This week I wrote a paper about racism that is revealed after natural disasters. While applicable to many natural disasters, I focused specifically on Hurricane Katrina and the aftermath of her havoc. I won’t bore you with the statistics, research methods, and mind numbing details, but here are the key points: A grassroots organization called Common Ground Collective (CG)…